My Ex, Please Love Me Again

Faced with Anya’s question, Emelia didn’t want her to think nonsense, thereby telling the truth, “His wound was ripped open, and he is now in ICU again.”

“What happened?” Anya felt the pain of her cut due to the caesarean section as soon as she got excited.

“Don’t worry,” Emelia quickly helped Anya onto the bed, “I will tell you the details.”

After Anya was settled down, Emelia then drew a chair and sat down beside the bed, saying to Anya in a gentle voice, “I hear from Julian that Phil just hurt himself because he felt guilty to get you and your child into trouble. Ezra and Arthur almost failed to hold him down, thus his wound ripped again.”

After hearing that, Anya could totally imagine what Phil was like.

Her eyes were red-rimmed instantly. No one knew it was because of anger or feeling sorry for Phil’s act of self-harm.

“He only knows how to hurt himself and torture me,” murmured Anya who then shed tears.

Although Emelia was worried that it might hurt Anya’s eyes, she understood Anya needed to cry at such a moment. Hence, she said nothing but handed her some tissue.

“Julian said that as they asked the doctor about Phil’s wound, the doctor told them Phil wouldn’t die in a snappish tone. That is all thanks to his good constitution. If it is anyone else, that will be a disaster,” Emelia comforted Anya with such words.

Seeing that Anya no long wept, Emelia added, “They also said they couldn’t stop Phil when he got mad. And now, you need to recover as soon as possible and then persuade him.”

These words encouraged Anya a lot. That was right. She needed to recover as soon as possible. Although she had Caesarean sections, her cut was nothing compared to Phil’s bullet wound.

She must hurry to get better, for the sake of Phil and her daughter.

Thinking of this, she said to Emelia, with a determined look, “I want some chicken soup. I need to get better in a hurry.”

She lost her appetite all the time before, or to be more exact, she wasn’t in the mood to eat anything.

How would she enjoy the food while her daughter had to stay in the incubator for two months and Phil got a gunshot wound? She had hardly thought about her poor daughter and Phil lying in the ICU with a pale look when she closed her eyes. Then the scenes of the shooting on that day came into her mind.

Emelia and Maisie were both good at cooking and had postnatal experience. They renewed the recipe and cook nutritious food for Anya every day, but she couldn’t eat after a few bites.

She was very moved by what they had done, but she wasn’t in the mood. Fortunately, they understood her and only persuaded her to eat more every time until she couldn’t stomach anything indeed.

Hearing her words, Emelia promptly opened the thermal box and gave her a bowl of soup, “That’s right. He will only feel a bit relieved if you get well, then he can receive doctors’ treatment obediently.”

Anya nodded, drinking up the soup and eating something else.

Seeing that Anya had eaten her fill and felt much better, Emelia took out her phone and said, “A nurse sent me a video of your girl in the incubator. Have a look.”

“She’s cute.” Emelia handed her phone to Anya.

As Anya saw the little girl in the video, the rim of her eyes started to burn.

Emelia said softly, “The nurse said that your girl showed strong vitality and got much better. She is connected to you and Phil. She feels she is needed, so she tries hard to get better.”

If the baby didn’t survive, a rift would grow between Anya and Phil and they couldn’t mend it even if they got back together.

And finally, it would exhaust their love someday.

But if the baby was discharged from the hospital, she would be the bond between Anya and Phil which made their relationship get better and better.

“Alana and Alaric also stayed in the incubators for more than a month. They are now healthy, aren’t they?”

“The current medial means are developed. She will be fine and get out of the hospital as she’s mature.”

The boy and girl of Emelia and Julian were born prematurely by Caesarean sections because they were twins. During the late stage of pregnancy, Emelia began to be hospitalized for her babies to keep them in her womb for a few more days.

However, because of the particularity of the twins, even though she had tried her best, she had to have caesarean sections in advance.

After staying in the incubators for a month, the two babies were allowed to get out and meet her and Julian. At that time, she got the same feeling as Anya at present, worrying and missing them every day.Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

When Anya heard Emelia say her daughter had strong vitality, she couldn’t help chuckling with tears in her eyes, “If she can grow up safely, she will be a tough girl who dares challenge adversity.”

God let her come to this world in advance and gave her an unforgettable lesson, but she seemed not to accept this and fought against God with her loud cries and strong vitality, clamoring that she wanted to live.

And Emelia also chuckled, “It’s great that she’s tough, then no one can pick on her.”

“I always think that Alana is too mild. Although she is still little, I can foresee that she will probably be as soft as me and be easily bullied.”

Then Emelia looked at Anya and said, “But now, you have Chris. I believe she will protect Alana.”

They all knew that Phil named her daughter Christina Henderson, whose pet name was Chris. Although they had no idea whether the baby would be a boy or a girl, Phil was sure that it would be a girl and had a girlish name for her.

Anya laughed, “I wish they can grow up quickly and healthily. I want to see my ‘fierce’ girl.

For some reason, Anya believed that her daughter would be unfriendly. But no matter how “fierce” she would be, Anya would still love her and treat her as a sweetheart.

Emelia said, “We always say you gave birth to a daughter who is like Nina. You don’t know how unfriendly Nina was when she was in school.”

“And I was always picked on. It was Nina who protected me.”

As Emelia told Anya about the interesting things when she was in school with Nina, Anya forgot the unhappy stuff and got in a better mood.